Large flashing lights welcomed them as they walked inside, and they quickly found themselves in a small, cozy lobby. At a small podium, a Human man with short black hair looked up and smiled at them.
“Miss Kithkin, what a pleasant surprise! Did you have a show tonight? I must admit, I don’t remember seeing you on the schedule…” the man said.
“No, I’m here as a guest tonight. Well, honestly, I’m mostly just buying some time for my friends here.” Tabitha moved closer, slipping a small piece of paper to the gentlemen. “And if you could pass this to Alouette, that would be great!”
“Of course, Miss Kithkin. And your friends are…?”
“Oh, right, where are my manners? Bruce, this is Alicia and Katrina. Girls, this is Bruce, and he’ll be guiding you to your room for the night. I’ll be setting up on the main floor, probably in the back so I don’t draw any attention, but you come find me when you’re all finished.”
Alicia nodded slowly, trying her best not to seem overwhelmed. “O-of course!”
With a polite hand gesture, Bruce began to lead Alicia and Kat through a small hallway. The walls were lined with elegant picture frames, all containing portraits of various performers and guests of honor. Alicia’s best guess was that they were burlesque performers, though she didn’t recognize any of them, and couldn’t muster the strength to ask their guide for more details.
Soon enough, they walked through a thick curtain and found themselves on the main floor Tabitha had mentioned earlier. Countless lights of different shapes and colors covered the ceiling, but the room itself was quite dim, as most of them were casting a soft red glow over the crowds.
The only exceptions were the various stages set up around the floor. Two smaller platforms sat near the sides of the establishment, each holding a large metal pole that stretched from floor to ceiling. The lights focused on these side stages were slightly brighter, and each stage held a beautiful, scantily clad woman in the middle of showing off both her body and athleticism. Alicia’s attention didn’t hold long enough to glean any details of these dancers, however, as she found herself drawn to the main event.
The center of the room was dominated by a large stage, complete with a short runway that connected it to the back wall. This main stage had no pole in sight, and was instead completely dedicated to a singular performer that took up an impressive amount of space.
The dancer appeared to be on the smaller side, both in height and bust, and had long black hair that seemed impossibly silky. She was suspended by an intricate series of white ropes and ribbons, each affixed to the ceiling at different points, though Alicia couldn’t see how they were attached. They wrapped around her lithe body, cradling her as she moved through a series of flips and spins many feet above the stage. The remarkable woman wasn’t nude, though her choice of performative lingerie certainly left little to the imagination, and Alicia was glad that the dim lighting would hide her blushing.
As she continued watching, she saw four large protrusions extending from the performer’s back. She first thought they might be wings, but after a few seconds, she saw them flex and extend in four different directions, their barbed tips playfully threatening to reach for members of the crowd.
After an impressive flip, another white ribbon appeared from the woman’s hand, affixing itself to the ceiling and allowing her to shift her performance away from the stage. She was now suspended over the crowd, continuously spawning more material to aid in her movement. Each maneuver was clean and perfect, designed to show off her beautiful body, while also highlighting the erratic movement of the four extra limbs on her back.
As the song neared its climax, the dancer suspended herself upside down, her chitinous legs reaching for various audience members and threatening to scoop them up. She opened her mouth, revealing an impossibly long tongue, before her jaw seemed to unhinge and open even wider. She hissed as she showed off a collection of razor-sharp teeth, and as the music swelled, she made eye contact with Alicia. The Dryad stared back, lost in the performer’s eyes, unable to make herself move. She looked back and forth from one eye to the other, when she realized there was more to see. An additional pair of eyes had just opened, these ones small and red, and they were also staring at Alicia. She then found a third pair, a fourth after that, and Alicia finally realized exactly what she was looking at.
A Jorugumo. A monstrously powerful spider-person with four extra limbs and eight eyes all perfectly trained to hunt. She was suspended in a web of her own making, her performance daring helpless patrons to wander closer and test their luck.
Alicia was simultaneously thrilled and terrified, and she was only able to break her gaze when the performer turned to examine another member of the crowd. Alicia released the breath caught in her throat before turning back to Kat. The Vampire seemed equally stunned, though it was hard to tell if that was from arousal, fear, or the urge to fight her own hunger.
“Kat, I’ve never been to a strip club before!” Alicia said.
“That makes two of us,” Kat said with a smile. “That Jorugumo is incredibly skilled, and I think she was looking right at you.”
Bruce spoke up next, his voice startling Alicia, who had completely forgotten about him. “That would be Aya, our guest of honor tonight. You’re lucky to have caught a bit of her performance, her ability to capture an audience’s attention is almost unmatched. She’s normally based out of a brothel in the city, though we managed to convince her to pay us a visit tonight. She is also, however, not the performer you’ll be spending the night with. If you’d follow me, I’ll show you to your room.”
Alicia nodded and blushed as they started walking again. She had gotten so caught up in Aya’s performance that she’d completely forgotten why they were here. She shuffled closer to Kat, holding her arm tight as she made sure the Vampire wasn’t overwhelmed by the crowd.
It only took a minute to arrive at their room. Bruce held the door for them, assured them that they would only be waiting for a minute or so, then closed the door to leave them alone.
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Alicia heard Kat breathe a sigh of relief. “You holding up okay, Kat?”
Kat nodded. “I’ll be fine, though the main floor is definitely a challenge. Pretty much everyone out there is incredibly aroused, which means their blood is pumping that much harder. It’s a good thing we have a private room tonight.”
Content that Kat was okay, Alicia finally let herself explore the room. The lights were set up similarly to the main floor; soft and red, with slightly more focus on the pole in the middle of the room. The pole itself was thicker than the ones Alicia had seen on the main floor, and as her eyes traced it higher, she noticed their room had vaulted ceilings. She guessed there was at least fifteen feet of clearance, if not more, and wondered why this room needed such accommodations.
A soft red couch sat on the far wall, and Katrina had just taken a seat in the middle of it. The Vampire was twiddling her thumbs and tapping her feet, and while Alicia watched, she pulled out her purse to drink more of her blood ration. Alicia walked closer, took a seat, and draped her arm around Kat’s shoulders.
“Hey, um… you mentioned before that you’ve always been pretty introverted. I know the private room will help with your hunger, but how are you doing apart from that? You’re more than just your Race, remember.”
Kat smiled back, then leaned against Alicia with a deep sigh. “It’s pretty easy to forget that, I suppose. They often feel like the same problem, one that gets harder with crowds and easier with isolation. But, yeah, this is definitely a big step outside of my comfort zone. I’m sure Tab just wants to help, but sometimes I… I dunno.”
“What?” Alicia asked. “You can tell me, Kat, you know I’m on your side.”
“Well, it’s just, Tab is a sex worker, and that’s great! I’m really happy she’s proud of her work, and it makes sense that she would have connections with a bunch of other performers in the industry.” Kat took another sip of her ration before continuing. “But, sometimes I wonder if she’s purposely flaunting it to try and make us uncomfortable. Like, she knows we’re not sleeping together yet, but ever since she met us, she’s been pretty pushy about how attractive she finds us.”
Alicia paused for a moment, thinking about Kat’s words. It was hard to deny what she was saying, Tab was nothing if not a pushy suitor, but socialization was so new to Alicia that it was hard to make those judgments. “Do you want to talk to her about it? Ask her to dial it back?”
“I don’t think so, but it’s just something I want to keep an eye on. I’m super happy she’s helping us, and I also don’t want to jeopardize that.”
“For what it’s worth, as someone who’s spent just a tiny bit more time with her, I think she’s just got a big personality. I don’t think she would give up on us just because we turned down her advances.” Alicia nuzzled closer and kissed Kat’s cheek. “But, I’ll help you keep an eye on things moving forward, okay?
The two girls faced each other and quickly kissed again, but this time, the moment was interrupted by the opening of a door. The loud stage music from outside briefly poured in, followed by their company for the night.
Walking through the door was an incredibly tall woman with gorgeous brown hair that cascading over her broad shoulders. She had deep brown eyes, and a wide smile directed at the girls on the couch. Interestingly, she had to duck to walk through the door, and when she straightened out, Alicia realized just how tall she was.
The woman was massive, at least 9 feet tall, and she looked as if she’d just walked off stage from a bodybuilding competition. Every inch of her body was perfectly defined as if sculpted from marble, and she carried herself with confidence Alicia had never seen before. Each step radiated purpose; each movement appeared precision-designed to draw attention.
Her outfit, when compared to her physique, was deceptively simple. A red, two-piece bikini lined with sequins was strained to its limits around her muscular form. The top was clearly straining against her heavy breasts, and the bottom was fitted perfectly around the curves of her toned backside.
The dancer walked closer, a practiced smile on her face, and finally spoke. After leaning down quite a bit, she held out her hand to Alicia. The Dryad placed her own hand in the dancer’s, noting the incredible difference in size, and her face grew even hotter as the dancer lightly kissed the tops of her fingers. She repeated the maneuver with Katrina, who seemed equally flustered. “Tabitha mentioned that her guests might be flustered, but goodness! You’re even cuter than I anticipated! If I may be so bold, I’d wager a guess that neither of you are very familiar with clubs like this.”
Alicia and Kat both wordlessly shook their heads, then the dancer continued. “Well, worry not. Regardless of how comfortable you are with the art of seduction, my number one priority is your comfort and consent. If I’m getting too close, or showing too much, you say the word and I’ll dial it back.”
“That’s, um… very kind of you,” Kat said quietly. “Though, I’m afraid I didn’t catch your name.”
With a hearty laugh, the dancer responded. “Oh, how rude of me! You may call me Alouette, and I’ll be your entertainment for the evening. Tabitha indicated that I would just be dancing tonight, but if for any reason you two decide you’d like to take things further, all you have to do is ask.”
“Actually, do you think you could give us just a minute?” Kat asked.
“Of course I can, darling. I need to set up the music for tonight anyways, so you take all the time you need.” After another practiced smile, Alouette stood up and walked over to a small console by the door.
It took significantly more willpower than Alicia had expected to tear her eyes away from Alouette’s perfectly toned body, but her worry about Kat’s request for pause was easily more important. She turned to her girlfriend and asked, “Kat? What is it?”
“Well, before this all gets started, I want to check in with you about what’s okay and what’s not. After everything you shared with me the other night, I don’t want to accidentally make this uncomfortable for you in any way, and this seems like the kind of situation that might cause problems.”
“Oh, I hadn’t even thought about that,” Alicia admitted. She thought back to their conversation the other night, and the emotions that had led there, before responding. “I think this is already pretty different. It was my first time seeing you interact with another girl, and get really excited about something, and I felt a little left out. Here, it’s like we’re both in this together. Correct me if I’m wrong, but it looks like we’re both a little overwhelmed by Alouette’s looks.”
Kat nodded quickly. “That’s certainly one way to put it.”
“As long as we stay together, and enjoy this night as a couple, I think I’m more than happy to, um…”
“Lose yourself in the show? Appreciate the view?” Kat asked.
Alicia caught herself blushing, unable to say it herself, but still nodded quickly in agreement. “Is that okay with you?” she asked.
“I promise you, I don’t have a jealous bone in my body. Alouette could give you an hour-long lap dance and it would do nothing but excite me. I want you to enjoy yourself tonight, Alicia. I’m still not entirely sure why Tab brought us here, but she hasn’t let us down yet.”
It took a moment for Alicia to respond, as her eyes had wandered back to Alouette’s skimpy outfit and she was envisioning herself getting a lap dance. “Right, yes. Good to know.”
Kat leaned closer and quickly kissed Alicia’s cheek. “You’re adorable when you’re flustered, by the way,” she whispered.
Alouette, somehow, seemed to sense that their private conversation was over. She began walking closer, covering the distance with only a few long strides, and she playfully traced her fingers over the pole as the music in the room began to swell. “Sounds like we’re ready to begin! Any requests before we start?”
Alicia shook her head quickly, and was once again losing the battle of trying to look Alouette in the eyes. The dancer giggled playfully, grabbed the pole, and started moving.
"A strip club?! Really?"
Hey, don't look at me.
"C'mon, you knew Tab was up to this."
You trusted her, didn't you?
"I mean, yeah, but..."
And isn't it fun dressing up and going out with Alicia? She certainly seems to be enjoying herself.
"She really is, isn't she? Oh, shoot, today's song. Okay, so, I know we've done a lot of Tárrega, but sometimes I can't help myself. Today we're listening to Malague?a by Francisco Tárrega. Specifically, an arrangement that I think was put together by Michael Lucarelli. While the original song is fantastic, I mean, it's Tárrega, this version really amps up the energy. It takes the original melody and continues to iterate faster and faster, all leading to an incredibly bombastic ending that gives me chills every time I play it. It felt like an appropriate song for our outing into such a provocative atmosphere."
It's not over yet! Honestly, Alouette hasn't even started.
"Ugh, don't remind me. I'm excited, but also like... whew."
Nyx <3
